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I smirked going closer to her face,
“I just wanna know who it was, who said that to my girl before me.” I winked showing her I was just kidding.
Taking my palm in hers she started tracing circles on my finger tips,
“I honestly don't know when. I just felt I had heard it. Let it be now.”
Did she have any idea, what her touch was doing to me? How her tracing my each fingertip was creating havoc inside me? I guess not.
She went on sweetly,
“Besides, you don't have to be my friend just because you think I'm alone now.”
“You have me and I have you. We are not alone.” I murmured resting my forehead on her shoulder.
Grazing her finger through my hair, she chuckled
“I have real friends; my Zee, my cousin Umber. You don't have to get all sympathetic on me. I'm not dying or anything.”
I scowled at her warningly and she pouted after mouthing me a quick sorry. Then as if on reflex, she took my hand near her lips and kissed a fingertip. Smiling mischievously over the rising heat in my eyes, she dropped my hand. I slowly shook my head at her. Blinking she took it again and resumed tracing circles on my fingertips.
“You were saying about me being sympathetic.” I reminded her in a low voice.
Jerking out of her daze, Sani cleared her throat glaring at me, while I just cocked my head staring at her in adoration.
Sani got even more miffed and divulged,
“Because of you I have not spent any time with Umber, since she came back to town. She will be so angry with me!”
“Because of me?” I raised my eyebrows, amused now.
“Yeah, I have been busy in you since a few days.” She blushed unable to elaborate on that.
Nodding, I pulled her closer, so that her back rested on my chest, “Of course, my fault then. You came to my office, confessed your feelings, next day you wanted to breakup and so you disappeared into a cry ball. Then we went out on our first date and spoke all night on the phone, leaving you with no time to have a nice bitching session with Umber about me.”
Teasingly, I added in a whisper, “Because I don't let you stop thinking about me. Entirely my fault, right?”
“I don't think about you all the time!” Sani turned in my arms furiously.
“You don't?” I gave her a heart broken look.
And... She melted like a dream.
“I mean, only in morning and then during classes and after going home and at night, I think about you. That’s it.” Sani said like an obedient stubborn child.
“Hmmm.
..I can live with that.” I nuzzled her and before any of us could think or do more, her phone rang.
She answered without moving away from me, thus I could hear Ibrahim's voice saying,
‘Sani I have planned for the outing this weekend. It has cancelled enough times. But this weekend is final. You will have to come.’
‘Yes Ibbi...’ Sani answered tiredly.
‘I'm gonna invite Aariz as well.’ He warned.
‘Alright fine.’
